Sunday mornings I take C to a social skills class. We walk hand-in-hand through the dappled shadows cast by big trees, then board the subway. I put headphones on him because music helps drown out the noise that gets him … Continue reading
It’s hard to believe we lived over 2.5 years with 24/7 oxygen equipment — tanks, compressors, tubes — attached to our son no matter where we went. We kept explosive O2 tanks in our home, traveled with them in our car. We … Continue reading
He’s beautiful, so calm and peaceful, asleep in his bed. He lies under a weighted blanket, stuffed animals on all sides of his head, fulfilling whatever sensory needs he has. I wonder what’s happening under those curly locks, inside that … Continue reading
When things are crowded, bustling and noisy, C will often find a quiet place to relax. Such was the case this Sunday at a busy playground: C was having a ball running around and generally making merry when I think … Continue reading
Today is World Autism Awareness Day. Let’s take a moment to see things a little differently.
For my regular readers, I apologize for the shortage of posts lately. A lot is happening in life at the moment, most of it great, one thing bad (more on that in the near future), in addition to the usual … Continue reading
C has a sense of humor. A pretty good one, in fact. Most of his jokes involve some form of word play. For example, the other day he said he wanted to go down the apple stairway, and up the … Continue reading
I am happy to report that Lewis P. is okay!